Next One Is a Babe
Chapter 1793

After a restless nap, guests began turning up.

lan was a little annoyed. These people rarely even saw Dad when he was alive, but now that he's dead, they're all popping up everywhere.

Meanwhile, Cindy and Aurora went back to their rooms to rest after lunch. It was hard for Cindy to doze off into her usual nap, so she took out her phone and browsed the web.

The news articles were more or less the same, repeating the same story everywhere. She thought for a while, then decided to navigate to the entertainment section. The articles on lan were naturally centered on his attendance at Bryce's funeral.

As for lan's other rumors, no one mentioned any of them. Actually, the rumors associated with lan weren't about lan himself in the first place. They were rumors of the Morgans and Aurora instead.

Now that the matters concerning the Morgans and Aurora were exposed, people could more or less identify the lies from the truth. After looking around for a while, Cindy put down her phone and turned around to look at the window.

I wonder how things are going on lan's side. He must be tired out.

Cindy wasn't particularly worried that Leah and her children might make things worse for lan, but she was concerned about the large number of guests attending Bryce's funeral, as mentioned in the news.

She couldn't nap even after lying down for so long, so she got up instead. There wasn't any movement coming from Aurora's room, so Cindy didn't know if she had fallen asleep.

Cindy stood in the living room for a while, then changed her clothes and went down the stairs. She began wandering aimlessly downstairs.

The weather wasn't good today either. It had been like this for a few days, with the occasional drizzle coming and going like clockwork. It wasn't what one would call clear weather, but it wasn't quite cloudy either.

Cindy had her hands in her pockets as she strolled along the path. After some walking, she found herself near the park. There were some voices coming from the park, so she turned to look and could make out some figures at the park.

They didn't look like they were exercising, though. The voices were muffled, but it sounded like an argument.

Cindy wasn't a nosy person, so she averted her gaze after a quick look. She continued walking, then suddenly saw someone running out of the park.

The path was quite desolate, so Cindy could immediately recognize the person who ran out of the park. It was the girl who had feelings for Peter.

Then, she saw Peter running after the girl. Instantly, she stopped in her tracks. She didn't know what happened between the two, but she knew things would get awkward if the three of them met under such circumstances.

She stood where she was and waited for the two to disappear from sight, then turned around and walked back the way she came.

She was still friends with Peter on WhatsApp, but they had not had a conversation ever since. Ever since lan stepped in and interrupted Peter's confession, Cindy's relationship with Peter turned awkward somehow.

Not many people would stay friends with those they failed to date, for humans usually didn't have that big a heart. So, Cindy didn't regret having progressed to that awkward stage with Peter.

This should be normal, after all. I mean, we didn't know each other for long, and there were many things that we didn't understand. Now that things suddenly turned awkward between us, it's only natural to stop talking.

Cindy didn't go upstairs. Instead, she went to a pavilion nearby and took a seat. She was alone in the pavilion, so she leaned against a pillar and narrowed her eyes as she gazed into the distance.

She began thinking about her father's funeral. Her family didn't want to make a big deal out of it, so they just informed relatives and friends to come and see Anthony for one last time. Anthony's body was cremated shortly after that.

Cindy had stood by as she looked at her father's body. I remember him looking so different in the coffin.

The illness had changed him beyond recognition, but after a night in the ice coffin, he had changed once again.

If my memory doesn't fail me, this distant cousin of mine was so frightened by Dad's body he cried.